The waitress finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked up to Du Ming, saying seriously, "Sir, can you pay the bill now?"

  Du Ming smiled and said, "The wine bar here doesn't taste very good, I don't want to pay the bill, goodbye."

  Du Ming waved his hand and stood up, winking at the female bartender.

  The waitress was taken aback. She hadn't expected this man to be able to drink so much strong liquor without any effect, and now she couldn't believe he actually dared to try to skip out on the bill.

  The waitress was taken aback for a moment, then quickly shouted, "Someone come! This guy is trying to skip out on the bill!"

  For a moment the whole bar turned to look over here, Du Ming was waiting for the female bartender to shout. The previous commotion was all intentional, just to provoke the people in the bar.

  The woman shouted and immediately a dozen or so people rushed out from all around, all of them tall and sturdy burly men.

  The female bartender pointed at Du Ming and shouted, "It's him! Catch him quickly!"

  Those big men immediately ran up and surrounded Du Ming, each staring at him with a fierce and sinister look.

  Du Ming calmly and leisurely went back to the bar, grabbed a bottle of beer, took two sips, and said, "What's going on? You guys aren't thinking of fighting, are you?"

  One of the strong men glared at him and cursed, "Hey! You little brat! Do you think this is somewhere you can just cause trouble? You dare to welch on your debts here, you'll definitely have to pay the price! Today we're going to teach you a lesson!"

  Du Ming smiled slightly and drank two more sips of wine, saying, "What's the point of talking so much? Isn't it just to fight? Alright, come on, who's first?"

  A big Han scolded and rushed over, punching Du Ming's face.

  Du Ming flashed out, that one punch was empty, and then Du Ming held a beer in one hand and poured it into his mouth without looking at the other person, stretched out one hand to make a fist, and punched the big man's face.

  The big fellow grunted and fell to the ground.

  Du Ming didn't wait for the remaining people to react and pounced again, stretching out his leg and kicking one of the people next to him.

  Du Ming stepped over the body of that person and approached the next one, stretching out his hand to grab the man's head and throw him away.

  At this time, Du Ming's beer in his hand was just finished drinking. Du Ming grabbed the neck of the bottle with one hand and swung it back, hitting someone's head, who cried out and fainted, falling to the ground.

  Another person rushed up, trying to take advantage of his physical strength to strangle Du Ming. Du Ming looked like he was still drinking in the bar, not even looking at him, walked to the counter and picked up the bottle of wine he had just drunk half of.

  At the same time, Du Ming took a swig of wine and swung his arm, slapping the person who was pouncing on him. The man was still in mid-air when he was slapped flying by Du Ming.

  Du Ming turned around and smiled, saying, "Although this wine is just so-so, it's a bit of a waste to throw it away without drinking it, don't you think?"

  The burly men surrounding Du Ming were all a bit stunned, never expecting that this little rascal who came to cause trouble would be so powerful!

  One of the strong men in the crowd suddenly let out a loud roar and charged over, swinging a wine bottle at Du Ming's head.

  Du Mingyi dodged the wine bottle and stretched out his free hand to grab the person's wrist, using their own force against them. With a flick of his arm, the wine bottle smashed into the head of another person who was trying to sneak up on Du Mingyi.

  Du Ming swung his hand and slapped the person holding the wine bottle, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

  The whole bar was in an uproar, with many customers screaming and running out.

  Du Ming drank up all the wine in his bottle and smashed it on the ground, then went to grab another one.

  These people didn't dare to attack Du Ming again, but they couldn't just hide to the side either. They all surrounded Du Ming, staring at him with fierce eyes, yet no one made a move.

  At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "Stop it! You are no match for this person. Back off!"

  The people surrounding Du Ming were like they had been pardoned, and they all let out a long sigh of relief, shrinking to one side.

  They scattered and exposed Du Ming, who was surrounded by them. Du Ming was drinking wine leisurely and curiously raised his head to see who was speaking.

  The speaker was a sturdy man of about thirty years old, with seven or eight men following behind him. The group walked towards Du Ming's direction together.

  Du Ming slightly narrowed his eyes and sized up this person from head to toe.

  This man did not conceal the sharp temperament on his body at all, Du Ming could see it at a glance. This person must have come from abroad, and when he was abroad, he should also be an expert.

  Du Mingchong smiled, the man walked in front of Du Ming, also smiling, but with a very arrogant expression, and said, "I just saw you fighting with these kids, it seems that your strength is not bad, worth me to take action and try with you a few times, what's your name?"

  Du Ming said casually, "My name is Du Hong."

  "Du Hong?" the man said, "Very good, you should also be a person who has returned from abroad. You must have heard of my name, I am Shi Zhongyuan."

  "Ah! Shi Zhiyuan! So it's you! Aren't you that... that..." Du Ming slapped his thigh, intentionally putting on a shocked expression. Shi Zhiyuan revealed a pleased look, but when Du Ming glanced at him and saw his expression, he suddenly sneered and said, "Heh heh, never heard of this name, which number is it?"

  "You!" Shi Zhiyuan's face turned red with anger, "I know you're trying to provoke me with this kind of talk, do you think this little trick will work on me?"

  "No, no, no, don't get me wrong, that Shi Zhiyuan," Du Ming said with a smile, waving his hand, "you really don't have any reputation, I've never heard of you."

  Shi Zhiyuan's face changed color with anger at Du Ming's words, gritting his teeth and saying, "Good! You haven't heard of my name? No problem, after today, you will remember this name forever!"

  Du Ming raised an eyebrow and said, "Forget it, I have a bad memory. I definitely won't remember someone as unimportant as you."

  "You! You little brat looking for death!" Shi Zhiyuan, furious, took big strides to stand in front of Du Ming, assuming a fighting stance, and said indignantly, "Just right, I just saw that your skills are not bad, let me teach you a lesson, this arrogant little brat! Let you know what a master is!"